more Adult Piano Adventures

after a lengthy period of stagnation, i’ve returned to practicing piano.  i cannot say i am particularly fond of the songs in my music book “Adult Piano Adventures, Vol. 1.” “When the Saints Go Marching In” is like totally removed from anything I would ever ever aspire to play. The “African Melody” I tried to learn tonight sounds vaguely Anglo-fascistic. But somehow, I tell myself, all of this is ultimately good for my training, that something good will come of this. 

there actually is something good that might be happening. i think i am beginning to trust my left hand. this has never happened before. it’s always been so cautious and inhibited and self-conscious. but i’ve been letting my left hand loose a bit, letting it flail all over, giving it freer reign, and once in a while it happens to strike the right notes. and even when it strikes the wrong notes, i’ve become more patient and accepting. I guess “Adult Piano Adventures” is a form of couples therapy. 

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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